After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 968
Seeing this, Song Qiao didn't dare to step on the springboard, but looked at Zhang Yiming inquiringly.

You know, they have heard many legends about brother Zhang and his wife during their visit to Yuzhou.

This time the two were able to gain a foothold in Fucheng, thanks to Zhang Yiming's help in finding a suitable yard for the two, so that they could bring their wives and children to live together.

Moreover, these days, I read and discuss articles with Brother Zhang.

Both of them got a lot of gains.

Today, because they were invited by fellow countrymen in the past, saying that it was a big literary meeting before Qiu Wei, the two thought about asking Zhang Yiming to come out together.

One is to repay the care of others these days, and the other is to open up everyone's contacts.

But I didn't expect it to be such a scene.

To be honest, both of them are not rich, so they have never experienced this.

The reason why I am a little eager to try is just an instinctive reaction of ignorance.

But now seeing Zhang Yiming move away from the springboard, the two of them knew that this brother was a little disgusted with it.

The two of them wouldn't be the kind of people he hated.

"Ah, Brother Song, Brother Qiao, you are finally here."

Before Zhang Yiming could react, the people inside had already noticed the arrival of the three of them, and someone greeted them with a wine glass in slightly disheveled clothes.

He enthusiastically waved to them: "Come on, everyone is waiting for you."

While speaking, he looked at Zhang Yiming who was standing aside: "Is this the Zhang Xiucai you mentioned?"

"Come, come, meeting is fate, everyone come up together, share your beautiful articles, talk about Fengyue, and talk about Huaxue."

"Come up quickly."

Zhang Yiming ignored the man, pursed his lips and tilted his head, looked at Song Qiao and the two indifferently: "If you like it, you can go up there."

"Zhang didn't tell Fengyue to talk here, so leave it alone."

"Brother Zhang, please."

Song Ruren saw that Zhang Yiming was really angry, and quickly said, "I have nothing to talk about here, it's better to go back and write articles with Brother Zhang."

Qiao Jingchen: "Of course, you and I share the same interests. If Brother Zhang doesn't want to participate, we don't need to participate either."

As soon as the two became anxious, the former brother Zhang became brother Zhang.

Zhang Yiming looked at the two seriously: "No regrets?"

"If we don't go back with Brother Zhang, we will regret it."

Qiao Jingchen looked at the boatman with a hearty smile and said, "Boatman, turn around, let's go back to the shore."

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

On the painting boat, the disheveled scholar saw this, and his face sank, "I said Song Ruren, Qiao Jingchen, are you not giving me face?"

"This……"

Obviously Song Qiao and the two had never encountered such a thing.

It was a little embarrassing to be asked that question.

However, Qiao Jingchen obviously reacted faster. After a brief moment of embarrassment, he smiled neither humble nor overbearing: "I'm sorry Brother Ha Jiao, we just want to participate in the literary meeting."

Without waiting for anyone to answer, he urged the boatman to leave quickly.

The boatman who had started to turn around due to the previous order, listened to Qiao Jingchen's urging, and sped up a little more.

Song Ruren's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly echoed: "Yes, we just want to participate in the literary fair."

As he said that, he took a meaningful look at the situation on the painting boat.

That means, look for yourself, is that the Wenhui?
Let's play with brother.

Jiao Xiucai obviously didn't expect the two to answer in this way, and was about to say something more, when he saw a group of people approaching the shore not far away.

He stared blankly, his face was slightly stagnant, and for a moment he forgot to say something.

(End of this chapter)